#Realsation

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[ragsdolly]

*realise he just teleported to a Unescape location* cr##

*realsation of no swearing* da####

Welp geuss I’m staying now…

nice to meetcha other ragtha (I’m referring to the fact I know another ragatha already)

the names sans

But you can call me star!

“ yeah.. sorry about the filter, aha. caine likes to keep things family friendly.

it's nice to meet you too, star! ”

[average-guy-reviews]

Scream 6 (2023)

"Four survivors of the Ghostface murders leave Woodsboro behind for a fresh start in New York City. However, they soon find themselves in a fight for their lives when a new killer embarks on a bloody rampage."

Very few movies spawn a nearly 27 year long franchise. In 1996 Wes Craven brought us a fresh take on slasher movies, that was in itself a commentary on the slasher movie genre. It gave us the rules for slasher films and, in doing what it did, became a film that was a defining moment in cinema for an entire generation.

Subsequent Scream films expanded on the idea of Slasher films, explaining further rules for sequels and trilogies etc. As they did they almost began to descend into parodies. That's not to say they are bad films, far from it. This is one franchise where I can legitimately say I enjoy every film, simply more for some than others. Then we got Scream 5, and the directorial duties changed, from Wes Craven to the duo of Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett.

This is where the films moved back from the parody precipice over which they were dangling. Yes, 5 and 6, are full of meta self-referential information. They would have to be as a continuation of such an iconic franchise. In this film that's a bit of a sticking point for me, but more on that later.

Moving the story out of small-town Woodsboro to the hustle and bustle of New York adds a whole new angle to the stalker story. The directors have given us a well done movie, with great set-pieces and some really well laid out sets and locations. Their choices work really well to give some truly claustrophobic moments, the obligatory jump scares and a satisfying level of violence, in a franchise which has been escalating every time.

As for the escalation: near the beginning of the film we see Sam and Tara attacked by Ghostface. Not in an alley, or an apartment, but in a small busy shop in the middle of the day. It's a moment of realisation for the audience that this time the bad guy is really not messing around. That scene was really well done.

The cast is great. You have the four survivors from Scream 5, as well as Gale Weathers, played as ever by Courteney Cox, who has been a staple throughout the series. While the whole cast is on point I want to focus on Melissa Barrera, as Sam Carpenter. Here she becomes the main character, and the focus point of the merciless Ghostface. Barrera's performance as a woman facing a seemingly insurmountable foe, as well as her own mental issues, who just wants to perfect her sister is awesome. She nails the cadences of Sam's emotional traumas and turmoils brilliantly. I may have to look through her back catalogue for other films, to get a full scope of her work.

I just want to come back to my earlier point of the meta self-realsation. I understand why it is a part of the film, and the series as a whole, but in this it just seemed a little more forced than usual. Honestly, it's the only major negative I have about the film, but it started grating on me really quickly. It may be because I felt like I knew all the rules they were talking about from my years of watching films like this, and other franchises, or something else...it's hard to nail down why...

Overall it's a really good film, and it's only that issue that stops it being the best Scream film for me personally, though it's a close race even with that. It's a film that I am going to go see in the cinema again, and that's always a good point for me. If you love the Scream franchise then you will love this. Is it open for another sequel? Honestly, I don't know at this point. I'm not sure how they could top it, but if another one is announced I won't be surprised. Though I suspect Scream 7 may topple off the parody precipice, landing squarely in the not so great pile. All that being said I'm giving it a well deserved 8/10, and I would recommend going to watch it on the big screen.

[strawberryloveyyy]

i used to pronounce "disheveled" as di-shel-ved. I only ever saw that word used in books, or some fanfiction. BUT THEN I watched Emma (2020) a while back, and she pronounced it as di-she-vel-d. I was pretty shocked. I was like "Rewind. Because I've been saying that wrong my whole life. Oh what??" Then I realsed. Not only did I say it wrong, I also read it wrong. I did not see the letter "v" in that word until that realsation, and I was like. That makes much more sense now.

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[dodgermd]

Sometimes I think about how the first Star Wars movie I ever saw as a smol little child was Return of the Jedi on TV and thus my first encounter with Darth Vader was literally this stupid stupid hurting man finally getting a realsation and having his redemtion happen and ya know, I’m afraid that this first meeting of where Darth Vader returns to being Anakin after all he has done that kinda, I dunno, made me have a sorta different view on this terrible person and still have him be my favourite character. Like. I know he is horrible and terryfing and does the worst of things, but I got to know him as a father who eventually sacrificed himself for his son and the greater good and yeah, obv is enough for my brain to go “nah, dude, he’s a poor hurting stupid man, we forgive him.” XD

[the-writings-of-kaos]

Humans: the pets :pt 2

The Tweelet

Kafr’itik: “How is the creature adjusting?”

It had been about half a cycle, since they had picked up the small little being from a pets vendor. The absolutely adorable little thing had just woken up from cryro sleep, when we got to the viewing stage of the bridge. It stumbled around wonderfully as it looked around its new home.

Hequ’lutik: “great it seems, when I set down the rations box the first thing they reached for was the protein bar. It looked so happy as it nibbled it down.”

Hequ’lutik was turning a bright pink of adoration as they spoke, recalling the delightful encounter.

Hequ’lutik: “they weren’t quite ready to come near me though, I think they just need some more time.

Kafr’itik: “lets both go see this time, I want them to be comfortable with both of us.”

Kafr’itik and Hequ’lutik, turning a deep purple of excitement, as they walked down the hall of their merchant ship. Stopping in the transport lift to go down to the terrarium that was set up for the little being.

***

The door at the top of the steps opened, two of the wooly-bison stepped out. One of them was from earlier, but both of them were purple. Purple! What on earth did that mean? Did I do something wrong and was I about to be shot out of an airlock?

***

The little being was stareing! They were starring and they looked afraid! Something was wrong, we need to approach slowly are they might try to get out.

Kafr’itik: “whats happening? Why are they scared?”

Hequ’lutik: “I think they are afraid of us, we are bigger than it”

Kafr’itik gestured in agreement, before slowly stepping into the terrarium. Closing the entrance behind Hequ’lutik as they did.

***

The two were chirping at each other, like birds, then they stepped into the ‘enclosure’. I moved to the far wall watching as the two edged closer.

***

The little being shuffled away into the corner of the terrarium, it was like it didn’t recognize me as it did. I stepped forward, trying not to make too much of a sound, I tried to calm it down. This seemed to fail as the creature made itself smaller in the corner, closing its eyes.

***

The Wooly-bison, were close now. Their hands had formed into fists as they approached, I huddled into the corner and closed my eyes waiting for them to strike and end it all. Then I felt something.

***

I panicked at the creatures preparation for death, I reached out and touched it. I touched this small being, that was so afraid it could have bitten me out of fear! But instead of merely trembling at the touch, the creature looked at me, a shock of realsation of something on its face. Then a new exspresion, it looked like I had insulted it. I tried to hold back a laugh at the little beings apearent dislike of me. This little, adorable, being, had just been so afriad of me it curled up into a corner. Then when it realized I wasn’t going to hurt it, it looked insulted that I had touched it. What a funny little creature.

***

Abdution log: I’m a space pet

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(Here it is part 1 of Chapter 3 of Free the future. My Kakyoin x Fem reader fan fiction. 😵 If you havent already please read chapter 2 before these parts thank you. As a warning this fan fiction does contain violence and swearing.

Please enjoy)

Chapter 3 Assembling an Ace.

As Kakyion ascended up the stairs with you in his arms the others had gathered into the living room and Polnareff was in shock and awe at what he witnessed.

"Say that again?" Avdol widened his eyes at Polnareff.

"She's a stand user, Y/N is a stand user! She healed me, she had a marbel shield around her hands and everything,  you saw it too Jotaro, didnt you?" Polnareff described what he witnessed. 

Jotaro nodded and walked over to the chair and sat down and looked through the stack of magazines and started to read one about marine life. Joseph looked at the phone and put his hand up to signal to the others.

"I can't ask Y/N for permission, but I do have to make an important phone call if you don't mind being quiet for a few minutes." He looked down at the phone and with one finger started to punch in the numbers. 

Avdol nodded and Polnareff kept looking at his hand. He was still in amazement that you healed it so quickly, both men looked up to the ceiling and wondered when you'd wake up, they were curious about your stand.  

**Meanwhile upstairs**

Kakyion freed one of his hands and slowly opened the door to your bedroom, his eyes scanned the room it was a small box bedroom with a bed in the middle, a nightstand to the right, a bin in the corner of the room by a small set of drawers, a small window to the left parallel to the entrance and a chair behind the door. His eyes looked down at the nightstand and saw a photograph of Hol Horse smugly smiling next to you in the picture, you clearly had drawn a heart around his face in a bright purple marker, he gritted his teeth and placed you down, he reached for the picture and snacthed it in his hands and crumpled it with such force, and threw it in the bin on the other side of the room. He closed the door behind him and pulled the seat to your side, he looked at you with worrying eyes. 

"I'm so sorry you got wrapped up in all this madness Y/N, I'll never admit to the others but when Dio cornered me in Egypt, I was terrified I couldn't move, he tried to convince me he was my friend, that I potential and forced me with that fleshbud, at that moment I honestly felt I was safe from his harm. I will never again be the coward that let him get his way. Rest assured I'll make sure he doesnt hurt you again. You've been through enough. I'm just glad we are going to put an end to him soon." He softly spoke as he brushed a few strands of hair out your face looking down at you, smiling knowing you were safe from any harm. 

"Like I said to Mr Joestar earlier, you are the blessing and turnabout we have been needing on this journey, I don't know how or why you found us when we arrived in Egypt but I'm glad our paths have met." He continued to brush the odd strand here and there and then you slowly started to turn on your side facing the window. 

He stood up, walked over to your side and took off his jacket, draping it on your shoulders. He stood by your side, seeing you sleep so soundly,  so peaceful, so content, he smiled softly,  he leaned in closer and looked about the room making sure no one else was present and he sighed happily and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. He knew then and there that it was fate, no questions about it, he wanted to look after you, protect you and to be the man that would be forever at your side. 

He took a few minutes to watch over you, as you softly drifted into a deep sleep.  He summoned Hierophant Green, he entrusted his stand to watch over you, he thanked his stand and quietly walked around the bed, gently opened the door, having one last look at you before he left the room and  walked down the long hallway and started to make his way downstairs. 

"That's right, Bombay Cottage... uh huh that's right, oh thank you very much. Bye." Joseph grinned, as he put the phone down and saw Kakyion come through the door and he smiled at the group. 

"How is she doing?" Joseph asked 

"She's okay but I think she's used up a lot of energy," He forced a smile back at the older man. "Travelling for hours, then of course reliving her horrible past and then using her stand. She's a brave and tough cookie. I give her that." 

"I know this seems wrong but we have to press for more answers, all this doesn't seem to add up, not one bit." Jotaro sighed as he turned to another page. "Why is she helping us?"

"Her stand is incredible; she can heal within seconds but it did seem to wipe her out so suddenly." Polnareff put his finger to his chin in thought. 

"It could be she doesn't quite understand how to use it properly, hence why she fainted after a single use." Avdol folded his arms and leaned against the wall. "Jotaro is right we need to know what is going on and why she has gone out of her way to help us."

The others all sighed trying to guess what was actually going on, but then Polnareff picked up the TV remote and started to flick through the channels. The gents all fell silent, Joseph, Kakyion and Polnareff slumped on the couch and started to watch the various programmes. Jotaro continued to read the magazines in the chair and Avdol looked at the bookshelf picking up some interesting titles to read and to find anything interesting to aid them on their journey, while he sat on the back of the couch. 

**Back upstairs**

You started to have that vision again, even in your sleep, everything was in darkness and saw the city of Cario at night from the rooftops you saw Dio and he grinned and smirked you saw green strings surround him and then in a blink of an eye, Kakyion was flung towards the water tower and his chest was impaled on impact, Mr Joestar screamed for him but he couldn't reach him in time. You grunted and tossed about more. This vision has haunted you every time you fell asleep, even when you daydreamed, it could spring to your mind at any moment and you didn't know why this horrific moment kept repeating. For the next 10 minutes it replayed over and over and over, everytime the impact of Kakyion's body smacked into the water cooler the noise sent shivers down your spine, you gritted your teeth and clenched your hands. Just then a new vision appeared before you and you could see Polnareff and Avdol walk the dark hallways of Dio's mansion. Avdol stopped in his tracks reading the wall next to him and in that moment he was captured by Cool Ice's stand, the only thing remaining of him was his arms, they dropped on the floor, you saw the fear in the Frenchman's eyes as he saw the fate of his dear friend. 

You jolted awake, your face covered in sweat, you breathed heavily, you held your face and started to shake "Why do these visions haunt me so.... huh?"  You felt something fall from your shoulder. 

Kakyion's jacket fell onto your lap, you clutched it quickly,  you held onto it, for support, the tears formed in your eyes, you held it closer, his scent was faint, musky with a hint of cherry, you hugged into the jacket to calm you down. You closed your eyes and imagined his warm hands embracing you in your hour of need, it felt so right, it felt comforting, you wanted to be held in his arms. In that moment as your mind began to wonder that's when it became clear, your heartbeat started to beat faster, it started to feel tingly, your breath became sharp and your eyes sprung open with the realsatation. You began to develop romantic feelings for the man that haunted your dreams for the past two months.   

"This can't be happening, not right now..."  You looked down at your hands and then you noticed a figure by your side, your eyes shifted over slowly, a green and white man looking directly at you. 

"Who, who are you?" You ask calmly, no response the figure still stares in your direction.

Your eyes widened at his silent response, you moved slowly inching closer and closer to your nightstand, you didn't once loose eye contact, you reached down slowly and opened the drawer and pulled out your diary.

"Are you working for Dio?" You became more curious by the second, you wondered if this was a trap and there was no way to call the others. You gripped the diary in your hands and slowly closed the drawer, kneeling in his direction.

Still not an answer from the green and white man.

"Answer me damn it!" You clench your fist and brought the diary to your chest "I'm giving you a chance here to explain."

The green and white man still silent, still looking at you, you became annoyed at his silence. You grunted and threw the diary at full force knocking him off the chair, you edged closer to the bed seeing him lay there in shock from the impact, you grinned this is when you felt you had the upper hand. You gripped the lamp, pulled it with such a force the plug came out the socket and smacked the lamp across his head. In that same moment you tossed the slightly smashed lamp aside and you pinned him to the ground, putting all your body weight onto his chest. 

"I asked you a question so you better answer me now!" You growled at him.

 

***Meanwhile downstairs*** 

Joseph Polnareff and Kakyion still slumped on the couch were watching the latest James Bond movie  'The Living Daylights.'  Jotaro had fallen asleep on the chair with the magazine on his face Avdol had turned around, still sat on the back of the couch and started to watch the film with the other crusaders. Then out of nowhere Kakyion fell off the couch, he held his head from the pain, then in a matter of moments, a trickle of blood formed from his forehead, he reached up to feel his head and brought his hand to his face, that's when he saw the small amount of blood on his fingers. 

"What the hell...." Before he got to finish he was pushed against the floor and found it hard to breathe normally.

"Kakyion? What's going on?" Joseph looked down at him. 

"Ack!" He took a short breath "I, I,  think shes awake" Kakyion grunted.

"Wait a second, are you saying you left Hierophant Green next to Y/N?" Joseph asked as he heard a bang from up stairs. 

Kakyion grunted again and nodded.

"Hurry! Bring back your stand this might get dangerous. She might not understand it's your stand." Joseph said to him in a panic, Kakyion nodded and called him back.  

Just then Hierophant Green slipped under your grip and started to slither along the floor and under the gap under the door. 

"OI GET BACK HERE! WATERMELON BASTARD!" You swung the door opened 

The green stand panicked and hurry his pace as it wobbled down the hall way and reached the top of the stairs, You dashed after it and picked up a picture frame off the wall and threw it at the top of the landing missing Hierophant Green a few inches. He slithered down the stairs much like a slinky, You had run down after it and at the last few steps you prepared yourself, you tied the sleeves of Kakyion's jacket around your neck and  you jumped down with force. The stand moved quickly to the right down the hallway and slithered back to Kakyion, he sighed with relief knowing his stand made it back to him from further injury and he sat back onto the couch. 

You ran down the hallway and swung the door of the living room open and you scanned the room only to find the Stardust Crusaders. 

 You breathed heavy, your eyes scanning the room  "Where is he?"

Joseph raised his eyebrow "Where is who? Is everything okay Y/N?" 

You shook your head and started to look behind the couch, behind the curtains, under the table in the corner, behind the TV you rubbed your head in frustration.

"No! Where's that watermelon bastard?" you said with such rage "He was there when I woke up, he watched me sleep and he didn't answer my questions!" You looked behind Jotaro's seat and he woke up as you brushed past his foot.

Joseph Avdol and Polnareff all looked at each other and had a slight snicker as Kakyion turned his head in embarrassment. Even Jotaro had a slight smirk on his face. 

You gave the older man a questionable look, you would have thought for someone his age would be mature about this.  "Do you think it's funny a creepy watermelon bastard watched me sleep? He could be working for Dio! I know he ran in here . Where is he?!"

Joseph cleared his throat from laughing and started to explain "Alright Y/N sorry, but this watermelon bastard you speak of isn't working for Dio, infact it's one of our stands." 

You looked at him and raised your eyebrow "Stand? Oh! You mean like the ability like Hol Horse mentioned...." 

"Exactly! However what you don't know is that when someone inflicts damage on a stand it also affects the user. So in other words while you were beating the crap out the um," He had a slight chuckle "Watermelon bastard" He shook his head in disappointment at you "You actually hurt poor Kakyion."   

Your eyes widen and looked at Kakyion he turned his head and you rushed to his side you gently held his face, you could see the small cut on his head with a small line of blood trickling down. Your hands began to shake and you started to cry, you couldn't believe what you had done. The others watched you as you rushed to his side. 

"Kakyion I'm so sorry I didn't know, I'm so sorry please forgive me" You knelt down so you were at the same eye level.  

He softly smiled at you he could tell it was an accident he placed his warm hands on yours "I forgive you, you weren't to know, we should've mentioned about our stands, but we didn't know you were also a stand user."

You looked down  "That's right,  I'm a stand user I have a healing ability, it was forced upon me, Dio, forced it on me...." The memories came flooding back you held your head as you relived the moments once more "After he plunged the arrow into my chest I woke up a few hours later...." 

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You had woken up from the impact of the arrow and you held your chest, you looked down but there was no blood, not even a scratch.

"Ah you have finally woken up, how do you feel?" Dio cupped your chin and rubbed his thumb against your cheek. 

You looked at him, scared, unsure what to do next, your body froze at his gaze. 

"There is nothing to fear my dear sweet Y/N. I have blessed you with such power." He smiled softly at your widened expression. He smirked and pressed his fingers into your cheeks "NOW SHOW ME YOUR ABILITY!" 

You started to shake, you didn't know what he meant but all of a sudden your hands started to glow and a marbel shield encased around them, you freaked out at the sight you flail your arms around, only to have Dio grip your arm, He leaned in close and examined your hands in their new form. It was then he felt on his right side of his neck where he had joined his head to the body of that of Jonathan Joestar it began to heal slowly. His eyes beamed with an evil excitement.  

"HA HA! You have a healing stand. How interesting. Let's see how quickly you can heal then shall we." He pulled out a knife and cut his arm. "Well what are you waiting for, heal me!"

You rushed to his arm and began to heal him. It took a few minutes to it to completely heal and he gripped your shirt and dragged you closer.

"You call that quick?" He gritted his teeth but he chuckled softly and smirked "Lets try again! Enya bring in the others!" Dio glared at the old woman. 

She returned a few minutes later with three more of Dio's henchmen, Mariah, N' Doul and Alessi. He laughed and cut all 3 of his minions you stood there in shock at his actions.

"Hurry heal them before they die!" Dio demanded.

You rushed to Mariah and you placed your hands on her face and healed her quickly out of fear, you moved to Alessi and healed his neck in a panic and N'Doul you placed your hands on his chest and healed him with Dio smirking at your panicked state. The others stood and glared and grinned at your demonstration of your stand, they knew you would be useful. 

At that moment that's when you fainted and were out cold for 5 hours. When you woke up again Dio was there to greet you and once again forced you to heal him over and over you fainted again and again. The more and more you healed the visions repeated in your head, that vision on the rooftops of Cairo, was the one that played the most. 

A few days of healing torture and you woke back up again hearing the cries of Dio screaming in pain you rushed to his side and healed his arm,  oh how he enjoyed this game, once again you fainted and that cursed vision played in your dreams once again. Later that day you woke up exhausted and looked up at Dio reading his book. 

"Oh you are awake, just to let you know that your beloved Hol Horse is on a mission for me, to rid of the Joestars, before they arrive here in Egypt, but your beloved  might not make it in time, you better hurry up quickly and heal him. He's currently in India." Dio watched your heart sink and laughed loudly. 

You rushed out of his mansion and found your car parked by the cafe from a few days ago, you revved your engine and stepped on the gas driving to the nearest dock. 

**A few hours later** 

You arrived and once your car was cleared to enter the country, you drove around the narrow streets and that's where you found him, your beloved Hol Horse on the ground covered in blood, you rushed out the car and you held him in your arms. 

"Hol Horse, I'm so sorry I wasn't here when they attacked you." You held his hands in your own and walked to your car.

"Hey don't worry about that darlin, you are here now and that's what matters, c'mon I still have a chance to get them back, they were headed to the town in the mountains, I know a shortcut. Let's get them back babe." He grunted in pain as he sat down in the passenger seat, you looked at him with worried eyes but you held the wheel and looked onwards.

You followed his directions and you were so close to the town in the mountains, you parked alongside a nearby road sign and looked at him. 

"I guess I should hang back just in case." You smiled at him

"Yeah darlin, don't want them fuckers to hurt ya, you mean so much to me, say darlin you dont mind healing me before I get revenge on those bastards?" He smugly smiled

"Oh of course!" You activated your stand and slowly began to heal him.

"Oi could you hurry it up I ain't got all day," He gritted his teeth and you looked down and sped up the healing and just as you were about finished he smirked "Hey thanks, oh by the way, I don't need you anymore, I love you so much that we cant be together anymore, yep I know, it breaks my heart, it truly does, see ya darlin." 

He turned on the ignition as you were about to pass out, your eyes widened as your vision became hazy and he jumped out the car as your body slumped forward, your arm knocked the gear stick into reverse and the car rolled backwards down the hill. He smugly cackled that he got away with it and entered the town and headed for Enya's hotel. 

The car began to gain speed as it rolled down the hill, your body still unconscious and the oncoming car swerved out of your way and at that moment you slumped to the left and your car rolled into a nearby mountain cave where it rolled to a stop. A few hours later you woke back up and you held your face, you were angry, you were upset and to top it all off you had an ability you didn't ask for all thanks to that blasted Hol Horse. You cried for a few minutes before wiping the tears and shook away every emotion you ever felt for that damn cowboy. 

With a new goal in mind you drove back to the docks of India and held your head up high, it was time you seeked out the enemy that Dio mentioned and get revenge. 

Once the boat arrived back in Egypt it took 3 days to drive to the Bombay Cottage, you only stopped for 20 mins each night to get a quick nap and onwards you drove, once you made it back you rushed to your bedroom, this is where you spent your nights inbetween seeing Hol Horse before spending a few days in torture. You saw the wall plastered with photographs of him and you tore each and everyone of them down, then out of the blue you had a vision you collapsed to the ground as one of the pictures dropped on the nightstand.

Ten minutes later you woke from your vision and you smiled, you saw that Hol Horse had what came to him, by Enya, but the bastard got away and the Joestar group was headed your way to the outskirts of Egypt. You left the room quickly and you slid down the bannister and grabbed your keys in the front door and locked up and rushed to your car and that's when you drove to the nearby town by the ocean. 

***End of Flash back***

"Dio that bastard, how horrible can he be?" Avdol gritted his teeth on hearing the remainder of your tale.

"It was truly awful and when I heard Polnareff scream in pain, it was like my body reacted on its own." You looked down feeling ashamed.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of Y/N, they are the ones that should pay for what they've done to you, how dare they hurt an innocent sweet young lady as yourself it's unforgivable." The Frenchman shook his head and held your hand.

You smiled at him but you gave you attention to Kakyion who looked up to you with sad eyes, he felt awful that you'd been forced to follow Dio and to make it worse you believed in Hol Horse. You placed your hands to his head and your stand activated

"No stop please don't" Kakyion saw your stand appear and he pleaded with his sad eyes.

"But i caused you to be hurt" You also said with a sad expression

Avdol placed his hand on your shoulder "Y/N I know you are still new to your stand but there is nothing to fear from us, don't rush his healing." 

You nodded and you began to heal him slowly, the cut fading within a few minutes.

Kakyion was stunned by your incredible power and hugged you softly, he was so grateful and he was thankful you didn't collapse on him. Just then you grunted and held your head.

"Argh damn it..." You closed your eyes

"What's wrong?" the whole group asked at the same time

"When...Whenever I heal, I see visions, some repeat more than others" You fought back that horrible vision from playing again. 

"What do you see?" Joseph was curious

Your eyes sprung open "It's too horrible to describe"

"Please if its about us we have a right to know" Joseph pleaded

"I can't, I'm sorry." You closed your eyes

"Please" He pleaded again

You shook your head and he ran up and gripped your shirt 

"God damn it Y/N! We have the right to know!" Joseph became impatient,

Avdol pulled him off you and stood between you both.

"Mr Joestar I doubt being forceful will get any answers" he glared at his older friend

"I see, Dio, on a rooftop, strings, all around him, he laughs, he smirks." You describe the beginning of the vision but you stop yourself and you collapse in shock. 

"Y/N!" Everyone screamed

After that moment Kakyion held you in his arms again and suggested to call it a night, the Stardust boys all took leave to their rooms and Kakyion once again placed you down into your bed, he didn't want to leave your side he held your hand and fell asleep on the chair.

***The next morning***

You woke up to the smell of pancakes, you opened your eyes and looked at the door and saw Kakyion sleeping on the chair, his hand in yours, you slowly moved your hand but that woke him up.

"Oh sorry" You had a faint blush on your face as you moved your hand quickly

"Ah good morning Y/N I didn't want to leave your side in case you woke up during the night" He smiled back at you noticing your blush but didn't say anything about it. 

"OIIIIIII! Everyone come downstairs I have breakfast made!" Joseph banged a few pans at the bottom of the stairs to wake up the others. Avdol was already at the breakfast bar having a coffee and reading this morning's paper. 

****End of part 1****

Part 2

[farfromparker]

i also came to realsation im a white mans whore

Welcome to the club 😅

[aheartofgold]

Hey!! How about 1, 5, 10, 15, 19 and 42? Feel free to pick the ones you want if that's too many lmaoo

1 - I’ve done this one!

5. Post your favourite selfie.

15. Which new ship/fandom has taken over a lot of your time, attention, and tears?

Good Omens and Schitt’s Creek have legitimately taken over my life

19. What was one nice thing you did for yourself?

Not to get like solemn but I recently let myself accept that I went through real actual trauma over the last few years and the fact that I’m still getting over that trauma is okay and I don’t need to just be okay? What a freeing realsation tbh

42. What are you most proud of accomplishing?

Me and my sister just finished Mario Odyssey which has been a year long adventure lmao but also the amount of writing I’ve done! And I wanted to visit 5 countries this year and I did it! 

[the-real-vandy-blog]

@mintbinary continued from [X]

It wasn’t as if he’d never seen them arguing before but this had to be the first time he’d witnessed Saeran storming off into his room and actually threatening to leave. The elder just stood in the doorway watching as more clothes were forced into the bag that sat on the bed, listening to the raw anger that was present in his tone of voice. Saeyoung was rather frustrating at times but it was pretty obvious that Saeran was acting more than a little overboard. “And just where are you planning on going?”, he asked calmly, not making any movement to get out of his way though. Saeran wasn’t going to be leaving the bunker but it might be better if he came to that realsation himself. And why was he even needing to deal with this temper tantrum at the moment? Couldn’t Saeyoung just come here and tell his brother how childish he was acting at the moment? “What is it that you are actually wanting? You know he’s simply worrying about your safety - so just why are you suddenly so angry?”. Not that his mood didn’t seem to fluxate on a daily basis or anything but something must have been said that would explain this latest mood and the sudden desire to run off to who knows where.

[valebatcattus]

seatedsacrifice​:

A moment of hesitation, searching what tattered memories he had left. Ophiuchus’ finally gave a small shake of his head. “As far as I can tell… nothing came of the investigation regarding the incident with Kairos. All reports indicated that the machine was working as intended, the last one to use the machine was…” A pause, expression darkening with both sudden realsation and worry. “Hermes. He, Emet-Selch, and Hythlodaeus claimed it was an accident, that he had intended to use the machine to explain how it worked with erasing memories with the test subjects.” His gaze went to Fandaniel.

“While at the time we did not entirely dismiss such a thing, and so we let it remain as it was; an unfortunate accident… do you believe it may be otherwise?” He asked finally, glancing to Hades, who was still resting. “First thing’s first, though. We need to focus on speaking with the fae regarding untempering. Afterwards, should we have time, I can see if I can open a window to a point in time for you to examine with the Crystal Tower.”

In the meantime, he dragged the thin blanket from the cot up and around Hestia’s shoulders. “Get some sleep. You’ve nearly depleted your aether as it is.” It wasn’t like they were going anywhere at any given time.

“It may be better for me to go directly to Elpis itself, during the days they lost to Kairos.” It’d mean leaving them behind, a thought she hated; but better for them not to meet. They’d never mentioned meeting themselves, but best not to risk paradoxes. “I don’t know, though,” she admitted after another moment. “Perhaps it really was just an accident. But...”

Hermes, Fandaniel. This couldn’t have come out of nowhere, from nothing. The seeds must have been planted long before, left to grow without anyone ever noticing. And prior to his seat, he’d been at Elpis.

Elpis was the key, Hestia was certain. That was where she needed to be, even if she didn’t know why yet. The mage tucked her face further into his shoulder, tugging the blankets around herself further. “Yes. I need to go to Elpis. That’s where everything started. I’m sure of it.”

[dstrachan]

LUCY SPRAGGAN / KATIE KITTERMASTER at MACARTS, GALASHIELS Friday 1st November 2019

There is common trope that “age is only a state of mind,” and I tend to believe that.  Getting older is inevitable, but does aging have to be? Chronologically we age each year, as our physical bodies deteriorate, but mentally how we age is up to us.  If we accept the attitude that we are only as young as you feel, we will act younger, feel younger, and therefore look younger.  We show our age when we get fixed in our opinions and perspectives.  It should be possible to stay young by being open, curious, and excited to keep learning.  That has certainly been my general philosophy for many decades, from enlisting in the TA shorly before the then upper age limit of 33 to train alongside late teen and early twenty fellow recruits, up until the current day when I often feel that I am the oldest in the audience as I enjoy the performances of inspirational young talented musicians .  Having laid that out I have to say that it's not always easy to feel young, and approaching the MacArts Centre in Galashiels on Friday evening 1st November did get me wondering why this mid sixties, retired male teacher was joining the end of the queue of, predominantly, obviously much younger, mostly, women.  The preponderance of females in the audience probably reflects the fact that Lucy came out as gay at age 14 and is clearly lauded by the lesbian community, however, that was not what made me question my attendance as I feel perfectly comfortable with members of the LGBTQ community and, over the years, seem to have gathered a significant number of friends there.  Perhaps I may sound hypocrital because mentioning the potential sexuality of the audience really shouldn't be an issue, but as the Scottish Borders community gears up for the first local Pride event in 2020, it probably is an important consideration – I'm not sure who was responsible but I did hear that somebody had expressed that they were very pleased to see that Lucy had managed to gather such a large number of young dykes all in the one place.  With such support perhaps Lucy might be persuaded to perform again in the Borders at the planned inaugural Pride event?

Back in my youth one young man left school to become an apprentice gasfitter working for the East Midlands Gas Board, that was the mega talented Joe Cocker from Sheffield whose first hit was his cover of The Beatles With A Little Help From My Friends – that sprang to mind when Sheffield born Lucy, mentioned that she had previously worked as a plumber!   During her marvelous performance, it wasn't just the music that impressed, her explanations between songs was a entrancing; one of these releated to her belief that with her plumbing background she often fell into the trap of believing that she was able to fix any problem – she then went on to describe her decision to buy an old property in need of doing up rather than one that was all up to spec because she “could fix anything” – her advice to the audience was  quite simply, “DON'T!!!”   

Lucy's openness throughout the set was a revelation – she had such a natural rapport with them and the result was a truly enchanting experience – from her first minutes on stage it was quite clear that she had a very receptive audience in the palm of her hand.  BUT before I expand further on Lucy Spraggan's performance I must first turn my attention to the support act, Katie Kittermaster, a 19 year old from Kent who has already built up  a considerable portfolio of peformances with a number of very big names.  Her debut EP is 'Coming Home At Dawn' and she included songs from that in her very well received set.  It can often be the case that support acts are poorly supported if the majority of the audience opt to arrive just in time for the headline act – this was not the case for Katie as the venue was clearly around capacity when she took to the stage.  She opened with a track called 'T Shirt' and continued to entertain on what was certainly a very special day for her as it was the official release date for her EP.

Now to get back to the evening's headliner, Lucy Spraggan, who quit her run on 'The X Factor' due to illness, subsequently finishing in ninth place, and second in her category.  Following the show she was signed to Columbia Records. She was the first contestant in the show's history to score a Top 40 single and album before the live show.  A few days  later and I was still buzzing after her stunning showcase of talents at MacArts, Galashiels - oh how I wish it had been possible to capture the total performance on video, particularly to highlight her empathetic and enthusiastic rapport with the audience as well as the beauty of the venue; she said that she liked the venue and would like to return, so maybe next time?  Thankfully previous shows elsewhere have been captured for posterity with many individual songs being readily available on YouTube.   After playing a number of her original compositions she began to discuss the fact that she rarely does cover versions and then went on to mesmerise the audience with what she explained as a rare, for her, cover – she didn't say what it was but the Scottish Borders audience instantly recognised it and was quick to join in when the chorus came!  I was quickly able to track down a live recording of Lucy performing 'Im Gonna Be (500 Miles)' from her visit, earlier in the tour, to The Booking Hall in Dover.

From the moment she arrived on stage she had the capacity crowd enthralled with her powerful, engaging performance which was full of humour, passion and brilliant 'showmanship' in equal measure.  She absolutely owned the venue and it was such a privilege to be in attendance to experience it.   Listening to Lucy as she engaged with them to outline the inspiration and motivation behind her songs was a true joy to behold - I was paricularly taken by her story about how her initial post 'X Factor' success turned into a realsation that her songs were no longer being played on the radio – this moved her to write a song 'Don't Play This On The radio' which, rather ironically, she subsequently heard being played on the supermarket Morison's in-store radio!  Please believe me when I say that I most definitely will be aiming to include more of Lucy's songs in my radio playlists over coming weeks and months.  Her honesty about her mental health troubles was clearly appreciated by the many in the audience – I found her song, 'As The Saying Goes', triggered by self-harming particularly moving. Her set also included a song spurred by her realisation that it's best not to dwell on the negativity engendered by abusive on-line trolling attacks and others who resent success – she now believes it better to focus on the positives as outlined in the lyrics of 'Love Is The Best Revenge'.

At this point I would like to extend my thanks to ex-student Taz McDougall who introduced my to Lucy's music a number of years ago when she requested that I play something in my 'Lunchtime Review' show.  At that time, avid speedway fan, Taz was providing me with weekly reports about our local speedway team 'Berwick Bandits'. Subsequently from that time Taz has developed self-confidence, both by providing regular reports and then using her interest in photography to be able to get access to all areas at the speedway track in Berwick to be able to capture some wonderful images of speedway riders in action!  Her interest in photography has since developed and she had examples of her work included in an exhibition this summer in Hawick = 'Queer Connections' in Unit Four, The Cornucopia Room.  Her exhibits included some gig photos and I am happy to have been able to arrange for her to get AAA access for her idol Lucy Spraggan's gig at MacArts – check out the results on her photography FaceBook page.  Many thanks to Taz for permission to use one her photos in this review.